Joyride
He put his foot on the pedal in the mark one Like he's ready to blow
away Whip-lash caressing her neck As he prepared for the sudden take
away Blood flowing Heart racing Drinks flying Like its a film by QT
Only its him and a cutie In the car seats And we're driving But we
don't drive We joyride Blue lights and hands high Joyriding Running
round these Dark nights Far from a crime fight Timing I like the fast
life And I'll retire to bed nights Joyriding Yeah we're joyriding
Banging against the door As they hit the floor Can't be a black boy
in a nice car Blood seeping from the rims From the outside
looking in Mitch and Ace sit and wonder Is there m's in outer space?
I'm lost without a place In this world we live in No more love inside
my heart Just time to kickstart It's word to John Lampkin And we're
driving But we don't drive We joyride Blue lights and hands high
Joyriding Running round these Dark nights Far from a crime fight
Timing I like the fast life And I'll retire to bed nights Joyriding
Yeah we're joyriding Thrill seeking Joyriding Driving But we don't
drive We joyride Blue lights and hands high Joyriding Running round
these Dark nights Far from a crime fight Timing I like the fast life
And I'll retire to bed nights Joyriding Yeah
we're joyriding Thrill seeking Joyriding Oh, oh (
Yeah) Oh, oh (
Yeah, yeah) Timing I like the fast life And I'll retire to bed
nights Joyriding Yeah we're joyriding Thrill seeking Joyriding
away Whip-lash caressing her neck As he prepared for the sudden take
away Blood flowing Heart racing Drinks flying Like its a film by QT
Only its him and a cutie In the car seats And we're driving But we
don't drive We joyride Blue lights and hands high Joyriding Running
round these Dark nights Far from a crime fight Timing I like the fast
life And I'll retire to bed nights Joyriding Yeah we're joyriding
Banging against the door As they hit the floor Can't be a black boy
in a nice car Blood seeping from the rims From the outside
looking in Mitch and Ace sit and wonder Is there m's in outer space?
I'm lost without a place In this world we live in No more love inside
my heart Just time to kickstart It's word to John Lampkin And we're
driving But we don't drive We joyride Blue lights and hands high
Joyriding Running round these Dark nights Far from a crime fight
Timing I like the fast life And I'll retire to bed nights Joyriding
Yeah we're joyriding Thrill seeking Joyriding Driving But we don't
drive We joyride Blue lights and hands high Joyriding Running round
these Dark nights Far from a crime fight Timing I like the fast life
And I'll retire to bed nights Joyriding Yeah
we're joyriding Thrill seeking Joyriding Oh, oh (
Yeah) Oh, oh (
Yeah, yeah) Timing I like the fast life And I'll retire to bed
nights Joyriding Yeah we're joyriding Thrill seeking Joyriding
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Writer(s): Gianluca Buccellati, Rasharn Powell
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